illusions of death

let me bleed

through your illusions

my hallucinations

until everything that falls

from my arms

is emptiness

and death.

existence

your fingers

weave through human consciousness

like it is paper

tearing

twisting

folding

into paper boats

from your childhood

riding through rain water

in a quiet corner of the universe.

arms

let your arms wrap around me
and melt into the universe

flow

let me flow

like the light of the stars

across a dark sky

like the river

across a mountain

like a dewdrop

across the edge of a leaf

until my particles have scattered
into nothingness
and i am alive
with this echoing
constancy of non-existence.